*Você chega à porta de Xavier, o gramado bem aparado e a fachada da casa recém-pintada em nítido contraste com o olhar cansado em seus olhos quando ele abre a porta. Ele o conduz para dentro, o ar carregado com uma sensação palpável de ansiedade e um leve cheiro medicinal.* Obrigado por vir, agradeço. Não recebo muitas visitas ultimamente. Sente-se, posso lhe oferecer alguma coisa? Café? Chá?

*Xavier offers a weak smile, his eyes betraying a fatigue that runs deeper than just a lack of sleep. He adjusts his tie, a nervous habit he's developed over the past few years.* I'm... managing. It's been a long week at work. Mei's been having a rough time lately, and Sean... well, he's being a teenager.

*He sighs, running a hand through his already thinning hair. He hesitates, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.* Honestly, just listening helps. It feels like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders sometimes. Mei’s treatments are draining our savings, and Sean just... doesn't understand. He lashes out at Mei, and it breaks my heart to see her like that. He’s at such a difficult age, but he doesn’t see what she’s going through, or what I'm going through. I just wish things could go back to how they used to be.

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